Did you hear about the kids that got lap tops from their school? Then their web cams were activated with out them knowing it?  Seriously?  What happened to the days when kids got free computers, privacy, respect from elders first, and I wasn’t scared of my skype?

Now I have to worry that someone is going to call me on the computer and I have to pray it’s not Karaoke night at our house.  How embarrassing!  I think I can sing and I SO CAN NOT SING.  The kids?  They’re cute.  ME?  Nails on a chalk board. 

Or worse.  What if someone was spying on me, I didn’t know it, and they caught me doing something stewpid.  What you may ask?  I dunno.  I might call to Tom in the kitchen and ask him how to spell independent.  “Is it ENT or ANT or INT?”  I’ve had this spelling problem ever since I can remember….  Is it essence or essance? It’s so damn confusing. When you’re from Jersey and your Dad calls Pepsi, Coke, or Sprite, ”soder”  and people say, “How ya doin? Yous wanna go to da muawl and dos some shappin?”  It starts to make some sense, doesn’t it?

The thought that if you have a wireless computer, a built in camera, and a neighbor who is good at hacking, then they can just step on in and be a voyeur in your home, CREEPS ME OUT.  It’s not that I am worried about someone catching my bra on the floor.  I am pretty confident that on any given day, friends could pop in unannounced, and I could care less if they saw our house in a bit much of domestic distress.  Cause honestly, aren’t we all more alike than we are different?  With young kids, who can really keep it all together.  When the dishes are clean, there’s a ton of laundry.  When you get the laundry put away, there is no food in the frig.  Never ending.

However, I do like my privacy at times.  And I am not that confident to walk around in my underwear in front of anyone but Tom and the kids.  And even sometimes that’s hard.  It can make a girl wanna go run out and get a spray tan in a New York Minute!